What I learned in Catholic school
- Jacelyn Ruotolo
- Mar 29, 2019
- 1 min read
My knowledge is power,
But who is all powerful?
I know my origin,
But where do we originate?
In a world of heresy,
I speak of blasphemy.
Where is your proof?
Who even are you?
My knowledge is substance,
But what is substantial?
I know my location,
But in the universe, where are we located?
In a world of politics,
I speak of agnostics.
Where is your evidence?
Are we physically present?
We come from nothing,
When we expire will there be nothing?
A beginning without explanation,
An ending without exploration.
From dust to ash,
Through heaven and hell.
Are we from statistics and equations?
Are we from spirituality and annunciation?
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